"Kill for the tribe!"
Under the command of Teng Jite, three thousand Mongolian cavalry lined up and launched a counterattack towards He Jin.
The agile war horses galloped across the field, raising clouds of dust.
Although the Mongols' equipment was poor, their war horses were very strong.
A well-trained warhorse is not only fast, but also has great endurance and can maintain good condition during long runs.
"Eh?" He Jin, who was charging, was a little overwhelmed by Teng Ji's trick. He muttered to himself, "Who are these Mongolian cavalrymen on the opposite side? How dare they confront me head-on?"
He Jin was very angry and the consequences were serious.
He squeezed the horse's belly with his legs, and the horse galloped faster in pain.
Boom——
Amid the sound of horses' iron hooves, the two cavalry units approached quickly.
One hundred steps!
The cavalry on both sides whipped their horses vigorously.
Eighty steps!
The cavalry on both sides drew their arrows and put them on the bowstrings at the same time.
When they were fifty steps away, Teng Jite suddenly pulled the reins of the warhorse hard.
The warhorse leaped high with its front hooves, and its hind hooves slid on the grass, leaving two deep marks.
A beautiful emergency brake!
Low emotional intelligence: Tengji is very cowardly.
High EQ: Teng Jite has other plans.
He didn't have the courage to confront the Ming army, and what he did just now was just bluffing!
Seeing this, the rest of the Mongolian soldiers braked quickly.
The sound of horses' hooves rubbing against grass and the neighing of war horses echoed throughout the wilderness.
At this time, the Ming army was already ten steps away, and had reached the critical point of five steps of shooting range.
Boom!
A dangerous and beautiful sound appeared in the wilderness.
The bowstring vibrated and arrows rained down.
The cavalry on both sides fired the first wave of arrows.
After releasing the arrow.
Teng Jite did not hesitate for a moment. He turned 180 degrees on the spot and shouted, "Retreat!"
Three thousand Mongolian cavalry retreated like a tide.
After chasing for more than a hundred steps, the Ming army gave up and slowly retreated.
Looking at the defeated Mongolian soldiers, Man Dahai said to the messenger with great dissatisfaction: "Give an order to Teng Ji to reorganize the troops and launch another attack."
"Yes." The messenger waved the military flag and conveyed the military order downwards.
Wu Shoujin, the leader of the Han army of the Eight Red Banners, came to Man Dahai and said, "Your Highness, Tengji's troops are almost the weakest among the Outer Mongols. You saw his performance on the battlefield just now. It is not an exaggeration to say that he collapsed at the first blow. Why do you still want to send him to the battlefield?"
"Showing weakness!" Man Dahai answered simply and clearly.
"No matter how weak we show, I'm afraid the Ming army will not underestimate the enemy, right? What's more, Prince Zheng may not be able to wait any longer." Wu Shoujin looked worried.
"Haha," Man Dahai sneered, "Showing weakness may not necessarily make the other side think of underestimating the enemy, but it will definitely make them feel superior and not request reinforcements immediately."
"Even if the Ming army has no reinforcements, it is not easy to defeat them head-on!" Wu Shoujin said, shaking his head as he looked at the neat formation of the Ming army on the battlefield.
"Of course it's not a direct defeat," Man Dahai raised his lips, "We need to use tactics."
"What tactics?"
"Pressing from the front and outflanking from both wings, the Ming army will surely be defeated!"
As he spoke, Teng Jite had already launched a second charge towards the Ming army.
The result this time is almost the same as last time.
Teng Jite became cowardly halfway through the charge, and after hastily shooting a round of arrows, he retreated in panic.
Although few people died in the two consecutive rounds of charges, many were injured.
The injuries vary in severity and the situation is not optimistic.
"Change people, let Dorji take the troops and tell him that he can only lose and not win!" Man Dahai gave the order in time.
Although Tengji Te is a vassal of Outer Mongolia, we cannot let him charge at any cost.
Otherwise, it would cause dissatisfaction among Tengjit and other Outer Mongolians, leading to a series of troubles.
Dorji was stunned after receiving the order.
He stared into the eyes of the messenger and asked, "Are you sure that Prince Li said that we can only lose but not win?"
"Prince Li said it himself, so I dare not give orders at random!" the messenger answered seriously.
"This..." Dorji first looked in the direction of Mandahai's central army, then turned back to glance at his subordinates, and finally turned his gaze to He Jin on the battlefield.
"Although I am not sure I can defeat this Ming army, but... I will not lose to them either!"
The messenger reiterated: "This is Prince Li's military order, please obey it."
"Okay," Dorji clasped his hands together helplessly and accepted the military order.
Although Dorji's name differs only by one character from Dorgon's, the two have no blood relationship.
Dorji was the leader of the Kharchin tribe.
It was the Kharchin tribe that bought grain from Yuan Chonghuan.
After surrendering to the Jiannu, the Kharchin tribe was incorporated into the Bordered Red Banner and became one of the elite of the Eight Banners.
With a whistle, two thousand elite Eight Banners soldiers entered the battlefield.
Looking at the other side’s bright flags and shining armor.
He Jin understood that these were the elite troops of the Eight Banners.
He did not dare to delay and immediately reorganized his formation and prepared for battle.
After a brief stalemate, both sides launched a charge at the same time.
The charge of the light cavalry is always much ado about nothing.
The seemingly chaotic battlefield did not result in many casualties.
The two sides first shot a few rounds of arrows, and then chased each other to compete in archery.
After a fierce fight, Dorji was defeated.
The team reorganized and fought again, but was defeated again.
Dorji was defeated and returned with more than a dozen corpses.
He Jin's troops were already a little tired, and were called back by Li Xingzhong to rest.
"Hahaha," He Jin laughed and came to Li Xingzhong, "The elite Jiannu are only so good. Even if they take turns to fight, they are still no match for me."
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